Silvermoon was sitting in a den with her four little pups. One of them had no eye, and a twisted paw. Its hears and eyes were open. There hears and eyes wasnt supposed to be open. There was something wrong with the pup. Silvermoon frowned. The pup was a malcadh. One of them had died as soon as it was born, but the two other ones were completly healthy. The obea would be her soon to pick up the cursed pup. She couldnt do anything about the one that was dead. She was going to pick up every single one of the pups and carry them somewhere safe. She got up, and thats when the obea appeared. There was two other wolves standing beside her. "Theres a cursed one in the litter of the pups Silvermoon. Give the pup here. If you don't...Its death to all pups." The obea told Silvermoon. Silvermoon growled at the obea. "Your not taking my pup. And your not giving the other two to diffrent mothers. There my pups and I'm the one thats going to take care of them until they get older.!" Silvermoon yelled. The obea stared at Silvermoon for awhile. "So be it." She whispered. Silvermoon leaped on the obea, trying to defend her pups. "Grab them." The obea ordered the wolves that were standing near the opening of the den, shocked that a wolf was defending a cursed pup. Silvermoon was pinned on the ground under the obea's paw. "Kill them too." The obea told the wolves. One of the wolves went over to one of the pups and picked it up and went to shatter its bones. Silvermoon's eyes went wide, and she shoved the obea off of her. She tackled the wolf and the pup fell on the floor with a yelp, but not harmed. The wolf Silvermoon tackled fell unconscious. The other wolf tackled her, and bit her back. Silvermoon yelped and the wolf on the ground and biting him until he died. The obea growled, and ran out of the den. She took the unconscious wolf and through him into the lake nearby. She picked up one of the pups and carried it to the nearest den. She did that with the other two until the were out of clans territory.